Jason X Page #3

KAY-EM 14

Subject is critical. Needs nano stabilization

immediately.

YLLO:

Kicker! Do something!

ADRIENNE:

Oh Gawd! I wish it would stop doing that.

At her feet, Azrael's arm twitches spastically.

AZRAEL:

(drugged up)

That is soooo cool!

Kicker cracks the door and tosses his gadget.

KAFOOM!

KICKER:

Come on!

Kicker throws open the door and starts BLASTING! Yllo and the kids

follow him into the hall, the two stretches in tow. They disappear

around the bend - towards the exit.

A beat then . . . screaming. They run back into view. Behind them - -

CLINK, CLINK, CLINK, CLINK, CLINK.

A dozen laser wielding spiders make chase! Some are old and rusty, other

slump over and short out, but those that work . . . work well.

INT. LONG CORIDOOR

Kicker is running backwards, BLASTING with his weapon. Lasers FLASHING

all around our group.

KKINSA:

Have I told you guys how much I hate this class?

KICKER:

We need another exit! I'll hold 'em off!

Teach, find a way out!

BOEMAN:

I'm on it!

KICKER:

Sorry kid, leave this to the pros.

BOEMAN:

(re:
gadget)

Left at the end of the hall!

A laser strikes the body of Jason Voorhees, breaking off a chunk of ice.

THORGAN:

(reading from device)

They're not after us. Their sensors are

locked in on . . . him!

Thorgan points to JASON'S STRETCHER.

KICKER:

Leave him behind!

YLLO:

No! He's coming with us!

They round a corner . . .

BOEMAN:

Here. We're one meter from the surface!

KICKER:

Then duck.

CHA-CHUNK . . he c*cks his grenade launcher and fires at the ceiling.

KABLOOM!! Rocks and falling debris reveal the violent surface above.

DELONGPREE:

It's too high!

Kicker rolls around the corner and starts blasting!

KICKER:

Make it happen!

JANESSA:

They're just subclass B droids.

I'm so not impressed.

BOEMAN:

Stoney, you catch.

Stonet leaps, grabs the lip and tosses his feet up and over in a very

acrobatic move.

Boeman kneels, cups his hands to make a step. He begins tossing his

friends up to Stoney as Kicker makes war in the hall!

Soon, Boeman and Kicker are the only two left.

BOEMAN:

We're clear! Let's go!

Boeman leaps up, grabs the lip and pulls himself to safety.

He spins around and holds his arm out for Kicker.

Kicker leaps, grabs Boeman's hand. Boeman strains to pull him up as

spider's cover the floor below them, then -

A spider crawls up Kicker's leg - a spike shoots out into Kicker's

thigh. He screams.

KICKER:

They've got me! Let go!

BOEMAN:

No!

Boeman ROARS and pulls harder. Kicker's pack RIPS from his body - the

spiders falling with the pack.

EXT. SURFACE - DAY

The sand storm is raging on the surface. Kicker lands on top of Boeman.

BOEMAN:

That wasn't so bad.

Kicker bites the pin from a grenade, tosses it into the hole.

KICKER:

(yells)

This will be!

The others dive for the ground as - -

KAFOOM! A FIREBALL rises up out of the hole!

THORGAN:

Nice touch.

BOEMAN:

And you said high school was boring.

Our team fights the winds and rushes up the ramp of the waiting shuttle.

FAT LOU is waiting at the ramp. He looks at the two stretchers.

FAT LOU:

Oh my God . . . what the hell is . . .

YLLO:

Just get us to the ship!

Azrael stops in a panic!

AZRAEL:

Oh sh*t I forgot my arm!

ADRIENNE:

Here. Dumbass.

She hands him the severed limb as they race up the ramp.

The door closed, the SHUTTLE LIFTS OFF THE GROUND and soars into the

sky.

CUT TO:

EXT. ORBIT AROUND OLD EARTH - LATE

THE SHUTTLE maneauvers through the junk that now floats in orbit. Old

satellites, the front quarter of a Space Shuttle, etc.

INT. SHUTTLE COCKPIT

Navigating through the debris, FAT LOU grabs a radio mike.

FAT LOU:

This is Beowulf approaching from

sector fifteen.

Through the front windshield we see - -

GRENDEL, a class IV Catamaran Transport. It looks like two huge

torpedoes attached by three thin walkways. Not new, but by no means old.

BERNIE(V.O.)

I've got you, Beowulf. Proceed with docking.

And by the way, Brodski's pissed.

INT. DOCKING BAY

The shuttle doors open revealing SERGEANT BRODSKI and six E-X GRUNTS

standing with weapons at the ready.

As the group gather their equipment and begin to move the two

stretchers, Brodski stepsi n front of YLLO.

BRODSKI:

What the hell were you thinking?

YLLO ignores him, turns to his team.

YLLO:

Get them in the lab!

BRODSKI:

Not so fast Yllo! There's a protocol here.

The E-X Grunts step in front of kids.

YLLO:

(to the grunts)

Back off!

YLLO:

(back to the kids)

Get them to the labs . . . Now!

The team moves through the Grunts.

YLLO:

What the hell are you doing?

Brodski looks down at the stretcher with the young woman's body on it.

BRODSKI:

My god! This is way over your head, pal.

We need to call some experts and . . .

YLLO:

I am an expert!

BRODSKI:

You're a teacher.

YLLO:

Brodski I'll talk slow so you can understand me.

She's thawing. If we don't get her to the lab,

she'll die, and that will be on your bald f***ing

head!

BRODSKI:

What if they're carrying? Did you even check?

KAY-EM 14

Subjects scan virus clean . . .

Brodski attempts to shove Kay-Em out of his way . . . BUT she stands her

ground . . . grabs his crotch.

KAY-EM 14

Mmm, you like the rough stuff don't you, big boy?

Brodski and Yllo look at Thorgan.

BRODSKI AND YLLO

Thorgan!!

THORGAN:

Sorry . . . I'll fix her . . . I promise.

BRODSKI:

How do you know that piece of cursed rock down

there doesn't carry something metal tits can't

detect?

YLLO:

Well, when we rejuvenate this one you can ask her.

BRODSKI:

Damnit, Yllo! I don't like it.

YLLO:

I don't give a sh*t. This one's prime for

decryonization. We're brining her back.

BRODSKI:

I still think we should send for a team of

real scientists.

YLLO:

I am a scientist you a**hole! This could be

the most important discovery in 400 years. Do

you have any idea what a find like this could

mean?

BRODSKI:

Right now, I care only for the safety of this

crew. You don't know anything about these two -

The stretcher with JASON moves by them. Brodski looks down.

BRODSKI:

Jesus what the hell is that?

YLLO:

That's exactly what we need to find out.

Check your orders, Sergeant. I out rank you

where discovery is concerned. Now step aside.

I have a medical emergency to deal with.

Reluctantly, Brodski steps aside. As the kids follow, Azrael bumps into

DALLAS, one of the E-X GRUNTS. Azrael glares at him, brandishing the

severed limb.

AZRAEL:

Watch it punk, I'm armed.

DALLAS:

Punk?

Dallas slaps Azrael across the back of the head as he passes.

AZRAEL:

You'll pay for that.

Dallas and the grunts laugh.

CUT TO:

INT. GRENDEL BRIDGE

FAT LOU and BERNIE, a synthetic pilot existing only from the waist up in

his pilot's chair, set course for home.

BERNIE:

Gravitation nominal. Thrusters engaged.

FAT LOU:

(into radio)

Grendel to Grendel's mother, we are enroute.

GRENDEL'S MOTHER(V.O.)

Copy that, Grendel. Computer ovverides deployed.

See you in two days.

CUT TO:

INT. LABS

Dark, quiet, until the lights glare on.

LAB ONE doubles as a Medical Research center and Sick Bay. GLASS JARS

filled with some of the strangest creatures ever seen cover the back

wall.

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